January 28, 2009


  • So often I’d like to think we human beings are responsible enough to handle our own lives.  Surely we are able to swim in our own messes and somehow come out clean on the other side, surely we aren’t our own worst enemy.  I would assume we are willing to withdraw the razor before we bleed our hearts dry.  Of course we bandage the friction burn from rubbing shoulders with the wrong people because we can be trusted with us…?

    I’d be fairly stupid to believe myself.

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  • I withdrew the razor before I bled my heart out…but that’s cuz I had a roomie who made me give it to her so she could throw it away.
    I’m grateful for that person and our thousand-mile friendship

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